Illustrations & Songs

Under the mountain deep and wide
Where stone-carved Kings in shadows bide
The fires burn where Forge was born
Through molten veins the steel is sworn
A thousand Clans now sing their song
In the heart of stone where they belong   

The hammer's clang
The Forge's might
Lit up the dark
Defied the night
Beneath the halls where echoes sing
The temple guards the Crown and Ring
Oh halls of granite pride and flame
Each chisel marks a royal name   

Beneath the Mountain’s iron Crown
The ancient halls go winding down
Faces carved in rock so grand
Guard the pride of Dwarven land

The echoes sing of Kings of Old
With hammers bright and hearts so bold
Their thrones of stone still hold the lore
Of battles fought and legends more

The halls resound with battle's song
Of Dwarves who stood so fierce and strong
Their axes sang through steel and flame
And carved their glory into fame

The Anvils hum with ancient song
Of forging right and crushing wrong
A heritage of flame and steel

Oh Brothers hear the stories of the Kings who stood so tall
Their shadows dance in firelight upon the temple wall
A tapestry of ages stitched in veins of silver thread
The living honour what was built by those who now are dead
Oh the stone it sings of glory the echoes never fade
Through halls of gold and silver where their mighty hands once laid

Raise the Banner of the Stone
Our blood
Our name
Our temple’s throne
The Mountains hold our ancient lore
A heritage forevermore

Their shields bear scars of battles past
Their spirits forged to ever last
Through endless night and cavern’s wail
They carved their truth in this grand tale

Oh temple deep where Heroes dwell
Where tales of glory rise and swell
The blood of Clans runs through the veins
Of every stone in these remains

The halls resound with spirits’ might
Their wisdom guides us through the night
A treasure greater than all gold
Our history’s worth, more than told

The Anvils hum with ancient song
Of forging right and crushing wrong
A heritage of flame and steel

Oh Brothers hear the stories of the Kings who stood so tall
Their shadows dance in firelight upon the temple wall
Through every crack and crevice the spirit still remains
The courage of a thousand hearts flows within their veins
Oh temple of the ancients your secrets hold the key
To the Dwarves' eternal legacy, their strength and unity

The hammer's clang
The forge's might
Lit up the dark
Defied the night
Beneath the halls where echoes sing
The temple guards the Crown and Ring
Oh halls of granite pride and flame
Each chisel marks a royal name